Well, here we go. This is the intro to a story based on a Xana's Lair Drabble. It is a work in progress, but I will finish this one ding Dangit.
C&C
"Jeremie, do you think that you could stay after class this afternoon?"
Jeremie Belpois, first year college student, and a year early to boot, jumped at the sudden question.,he had already begun his physics project, using the lab equipment , and the professors request had taken him by surprise.
With nothing to hold him there, Jeremie had graduated from Kadic early, and gotten into a very prestigious college. His major was in "Theoretical Applications of Quantum Physics", and as such, he had quickly established a working relationship with his professor, who was one of the foremost in the new field.
His professor grinned, quickly offering an explanation.
"I just finished grading your essay, and some of the points you raised were very interesting, and I would like to discuss them, as one colleague to another."
Jeremie looked up from his laptop, the last statement taking him by surprise. The boy was brilliant, and no mistake, but even in the context of a professional relationship, he retained much of his teenage awkwardness.
Still, he was quite proud of his already significant contributions to the field, and discussing them might offer some insight.
"Of course," he answered, his voice slightly stuffy, and layered with just a touch of well earned arrogance.
His professor smiled, moving around her desk, bringing a shiny laptop with her. She pulled a desk over, various technical programs already running, filling the nearly silent classroom with the whirring of powerful hard drives. Jeremie's essay was open on the desktop, and he smiled at the opening paragraphs. Looking at it now, it had a slightly pretentious choice of wording. Someone of his, or his professors caliber would have little trouble understanding it, but the scientific terminology was years ahead of its time.
Jeremie stopped patting himself on the back just in time to hear his Professor suggest they meet for coffee the next morning.
Jeremie was a night-owl, and very prone to staying up late. Therefore, any offer of coffee was much appreciated.
"Of course,"answered Jeremie "I do enjoy a cup of coffee to start the morning."
"Very well then," said his professor, "Are you familiar with The Lion? It's one block past the Tailors', near the Kadic Campus."
Jeremie smiled. He was very familiar with the area around Kadic, having spent his early teens roaming the streets. The Lion was an old haunt of his.
"I know it well. My morning is generally free, so did you have a time in mind?"
"I think seven sounds good. My first class begins at seven fifteen."
Jeremie nodded. He could make it to the Lion without much trouble, and the early morning caffeine would do him good.
His professor stood, beginning to pack away her belongings. Jeremie also turned to go. With an understood arrangement to meet again, neither party found farewells to be necessary.
As Jeremie walked to the student parking lot, he began to ponder exactly what had gone on. In one fell swoop, he had plans for coffee, and an intelligent colleague to share it with.
"yes," pondered Jeremie, that Miss Schaeffer was truly something."
A/N
One thing I have been trying to do lately isbuild the area around Kadic. We already have Henri, my Tailor, and now we have The Lion, asmall shop catering to early morning diners. ,
